And we were doing so well.....

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I had been going to visit the D&D boys on Thursday, as Ken had a meeting with an agent, but that fell through, so we figured out something to do together instead. We went running, though not for as long as ususal, as he was kind of tired, and then he made an amazing baked tofu and pasta dinner for us. We headed out to Sunset Cliffs and watched the water for a little while, and we talked about the gorgeous houses that we'll never be able to afford. On the way back, he took me by Mission Hills, where he would like me to eventually buy him a millions of dollars home... no rush on that one. :-) When we got back, we walked with Justin over to Trolley Barn Park, and played on the swings and jungle gym...I was very disappointed in the lack of standard monkey-bars. We had set the timer to record Fragilay on VH1, but ended up being back in time to watch it...I was so relieved! I drank too much, but wasn't a bad drunk, just a very drunk one. :D

I went in to work early on Friday, and could not get out fast enough. At some point, I really began to think that the weekend would just never arrive. I get out an hour before Ken, so I darted home and started laundry before he got there. I also did dishes, and felt very domestic. :-) Ken got home and finished the laundry. I didn't eat a meal proper, and ended up eating a lot of little bits. Argh. I had a couple drinks, and we ran some errands; I bought new fishnets! He had been thinking about coming to Rocky, but couldn't find anyone to go with, so opted to stay home instead. It's actually a very good thing that he didn't come, as the show SOLD OUT. The crowd was amazing, and even though I screwed up Time Warp, I had a great time. I was supposed to give a wake-up call to Justin at 3:30, because he had an event at 4:30, but I was just getting out of the theatre at that time. He had a couple other people call him, so it was fine.

I didn't sleep long, but I never do these days. We made a killer breakfast - "Sausage" and tofu scramble, and then I took off for class. It was my last time taking class for free, and I won't be there next week, so there was no way I was going to miss it, even though my legs were kind of tired when I got there. My body decided it was done just before combo, but it allowed me to catch up with a couple people before I left. Back at home, Ken and I tried a new position, which worked SUPREMELY well, and then napped before heading out to the parties for the evening with Justin and Dallas. First party was thrown by a gent I'd had sex with when I was single, and it was very busy. Steve (the guy that Ken messed around with a few weeks back on his lunch break) was there, and was quite drunk and obnoxious and abrasive. This kind of put me a bad mood, and even worse was that Ken, who was very very drunk, kept defending him. I wasn't really worried about it, on account of how incredibly excited I was about the second party. I'd been looking forward to seeing Kate for weeks, and was absurdly thrilled about introducing her to Ken. She was late to the party, and quite distracted when she did get there, which made for a poor first impression....it was disappointing to say the least. I did get some brief but needed time with Nicole, and then we headed out. Ken wanted to go out to Montage, but was waaaaaaaaay too far gone, and after being ornery for a bit, passed out. I should have followed suit, but instead stayed up and ate EVERYTHING. Ugh.

Woke up Sunday to an apologetic and very randy boyfriend, so we fooled around for a while, and then invited people out on a picnic. I felt very accomplished - I finally ordered my study materials for the LSAT, which I still want to take in October....very nervous. The picnic was fun, though I ate too much and stayed sober while everyone else got tipsy. Ken and I played Frisbee for a bit, which was probably the highlight of my weekend, in retrospect. After the picnic, the boys decided to have a BBQ, though I declined to eat anything at it, given my poor nutritional decisions all weekend long. We went to BevMo, and Ken was talking about how he'd had a good weekend, and I almost cried because I really hadn't. I felt a little better when we got back to Justin's and I started drinking, but then my mood started going downhill for no particular reason.......

I'd really rather not remember the rest of the night, but I unfortunately didn't drink enough for that. Ken and I got in a fight, and it was COMPLETELY my fault. There's a first time for everything, right? I'm not used to being wrong, much less so completely, unspeakably, unequivocally in the wrong as I was yesterday, and to make matters worse, towards the end of the night, I kissed Brandon, who is VERY much on the "Vetoed" list. Ken is in a weird mood, and took the day off from work (he had planned on it anyway)...I'm just wanting to crawl into a bottle and die.

Comments

[gelendel.livejournal.com]

Aww, I hope things straighten themselves out for you. I'm sure they will, just keep that chin up. Everyone has their days. :)

[thepnutgallery]

Thanks, love! :-)

[keichiokami.livejournal.com]

Its okay babe. We all have bad weekends. You'll pull through sunshine. Perhaps this week we could have vodka tonics and sushi to celebrate the upcoming pride festivities?

[thepnutgallery]

Sounds fab....e-mail me?

[keichiokami.livejournal.com]

right on it!